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His help His touch Him

Mateo turned his head, bringing their lips close “Then you’re in trouble”

For a heartbeat she didn’t move, didn’t breath, didn’t think

Then his lips touched hers, and all she could do was fall into the kiss

Chapter Nine

Touching Olivia was like coes and on enough pain medications to knock a bull to its knees

Except unlike during that hellish flight from the base in Gerh for the return stateside, standing in his kitchen with his ar to be all right Still, he couldn’t stop hi to believe it would be And that hope? It was even ers on his chest or the taste of pecan pie on her lips

Not wanting to but knowing he didn’t have a choice, he pulled back for a breath before he lost his too far He was supposed to scare her off with his touch—make her run away to the safety of her cabin and leave him in peace Instead, she was electricity under his skin, unpredictable and wild

He fisted his hands at his sides before he reached for her again “Being this close to you and not being able to touch you was supposed to be my penance”

She looked up at hi in her blue eyes “For what?”

“Everything” It was the sis he’d cole word cut him deep

Cupping his face in her pal the eerily s the left side of his head, she raised herself up to her tiptoes and brushed a kiss across his forehead “Maybe it’s ti yourself for past sins”

He wished it was that easy, but it wasn’t So if h

e was already this deep in, as onethe heed it taut “I suppose you think you’re the woman to show me the way?”

Leaning in close, she whispered into his good ear, “No one knowsthan a Sweet”